What Crosses My Mind

  • Watching Sunsets

    Simple really, sitting on a hill, gravel path leading to my favorite observation tower, leading my mind beyond the moment before. I’d climb the steps knowing I’d reach the top, sitting above the trees landscape below. I could look forever up there and still be standing alone, my thoughts my own, my world around me.…

  • Lost Moments

    In our lives we have many experiences travails of innocence no one has an answer to suggest an outcome only hitch on, grab a strand of burlap, feel the dust build underneath our psyche and ride on. ~ I’ve always enjoyed the horizon seeing wheat fields flowing in an autumn breeze, the fresh blossoms of…

  • Wausau 1979

    Try to imagine where it was, the moment inside a memory, what did the breeze feel like, certainly there was one, the glen inside a cove surrounded in maples and pine, and short shrifts of sumac pine needles all across the forest wood where we as children climbed only the same tree, familiar branches, I…

  • Coming Home Again

    When I was twelve, I found a copy of Thomas Wolfe’s classic, You Can’t Go Home Again, I remember being profoundly impacted by the title. Just the words alone made me wonder about home, and in my 12 year old mind I thought of my cousin Billy, who had just passed weeks earlier in a tragic…

  • Ode to a Beautiful Man

    I knew a man, when I first met him, he scowled at me because I hadn’t earned his time his persona behind the bar demanded a respect I wanted to gain. I brought him records I’d just picked up at the Inner Sleeve. Tradition at the pub, was to spin a new vinyl if the…